| My brain is cloudy and my eyes are sore | |
| I told myself, | |
| I wouldn't drink no more | |
| A bad hangover's something | |
| I can't stand | |
| But here I am with a jug in my hand | |
| Whoo, whoo, trouble, trouble | |
| Worries on my mind | |
| Goin' down to the cellar | |
| Get some of that mellow wine | |
| I seem to ruin everything | |
| I touchPeople say it's 'cause | |
| I drink too much | |
| I tried to kick it but it ain't no use | |
| Guess, I'm a slave to that mellow juice | |
| Whoo, whoo, trouble, trouble | |
| Worries on my mind | |
| Goin' down to the cellar | |
| Get some of that mellow wine, yeah | |
| My brain is cloudy and my eyes are sore | |
| I told myself, | |
| I wouldn't drink no more | |
| A bad hangover's something | |
| I can't stand | |
| But here I am with a jug in my hand | |
| Whoo, whoo, trouble, trouble | |
| Worries on my mind | |
| Goin' down to the cellar | |
| Get some of that mellow wine | |
| Oh, take it way |